Song | Myopic Books |
Artist | American Music Club |
Album | Love Songs for Patriots |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Eitzel | |
one day i left my room | |
in the evening | |
it was freezing | |
the sidewalk shining | |
but it was ok | |
i wasn't lonely | |
i wasn't no one | |
i was just hoping | |
for a bookstore | |
like the one i prayed for | |
and the music they play there | |
would be dinosaur jr | |
and the people who worked there | |
would be super skinny | |
and super unfriendly | |
and that would make me happy | |
what really kills me | |
is I'm only lonely | |
when i talk to you | |
yeah i should have told you | |
i just cant handle | |
your endless sorrow | |
all i wanted from you | |
was some tomorrow | |
but its ok | |
I'll find a bookstore | |
and buy Saul Bellow | |
& one about old ruins | |
for my mother | |
you never met her | |
she liked manhattans | |
they taste like mouthwash | |
she understood how | |
to be alone | |
all alone | |
all alone | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
i left my room | |
one evening | |
the sun had just gone down | |
but the sky still shining | |
and not even the stars | |
up in heaven | |
could throw their ashes | |
on the blue still burning | |
over this ugly city | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy |
zuo ci : Eitzel | |
one day i left my room | |
in the evening | |
it was freezing | |
the sidewalk shining | |
but it was ok | |
i wasn' t lonely | |
i wasn' t no one | |
i was just hoping | |
for a bookstore | |
like the one i prayed for | |
and the music they play there | |
would be dinosaur jr | |
and the people who worked there | |
would be super skinny | |
and super unfriendly | |
and that would make me happy | |
what really kills me | |
is I' m only lonely | |
when i talk to you | |
yeah i should have told you | |
i just cant handle | |
your endless sorrow | |
all i wanted from you | |
was some tomorrow | |
but its ok | |
I' ll find a bookstore | |
and buy Saul Bellow | |
one about old ruins | |
for my mother | |
you never met her | |
she liked manhattans | |
they taste like mouthwash | |
she understood how | |
to be alone | |
all alone | |
all alone | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
i left my room | |
one evening | |
the sun had just gone down | |
but the sky still shining | |
and not even the stars | |
up in heaven | |
could throw their ashes | |
on the blue still burning | |
over this ugly city | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy |
zuò cí : Eitzel | |
one day i left my room | |
in the evening | |
it was freezing | |
the sidewalk shining | |
but it was ok | |
i wasn' t lonely | |
i wasn' t no one | |
i was just hoping | |
for a bookstore | |
like the one i prayed for | |
and the music they play there | |
would be dinosaur jr | |
and the people who worked there | |
would be super skinny | |
and super unfriendly | |
and that would make me happy | |
what really kills me | |
is I' m only lonely | |
when i talk to you | |
yeah i should have told you | |
i just cant handle | |
your endless sorrow | |
all i wanted from you | |
was some tomorrow | |
but its ok | |
I' ll find a bookstore | |
and buy Saul Bellow | |
one about old ruins | |
for my mother | |
you never met her | |
she liked manhattans | |
they taste like mouthwash | |
she understood how | |
to be alone | |
all alone | |
all alone | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
maybe the worst is over | |
i left my room | |
one evening | |
the sun had just gone down | |
but the sky still shining | |
and not even the stars | |
up in heaven | |
could throw their ashes | |
on the blue still burning | |
over this ugly city | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy | |
and that makes me happy |